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Will comes stomping into Hannibal’s office and paces in the waiting while crossing his arms. He wants to pull his hair out and just scream from the stress. He can’t handle his job much longer no matter how many lives he’s saving. Hannibal is right, he needs to start taking care of himself and not let Jack run him into the grave.

When Hannibal opens the door, Will bursts in and says,” I can’t take it anymore. I will kill myself if I don’t quit or make myself forgot everything at night or when I’m off the clock. ” He goes straight to Hannibal’s chair and sits down since being in Hannibal’s things brings him comfort. He chews his bottom lip in frustration and stress. He already split his lip from biting it. He started the bad habit as a middle schooler. He has bags under his eyes; his hair is a mess, and his face is pale.
Hannibal’s face softens and whispers, “Oh, Will.” He walks to him then goes down on one knee and pulls his lip away from his teeth. He puts his hand on one of Will’s cheeks and tells him, “Cunning boy, please take my advice about quitting. I can take care of you, and I want to take care of you. I want you to be carefree and happy. You don’t look well at all. At least let me take care of you until you get well.”
Will has tears in his eyes and exhales shaking breath. His bottom lip wobbles and his voice is just above a whisper, afraid of voicing his fears, “Please Hannibal. I gotta quit and go cold turkey with these cases. What about my dogs? I don’t wanna leave them behind.”

Hannibal notices that Will has some child characteristics right now and wonders what his next step should be. He doesn’t want to push Will too far and him pushing back, but he wants Will to accept his little space. “I will take care of your dogs, and I can hire someone to build a mini-mansion in the back yard for them. They can be in doggy daycare if they need to be, my clever boy.” His eye catches Will's shivers when he calls him clever boy. “As your therapist, I can legally take care of Uncle Jack, so you don’t have to face him.”

Will nods and says,” Pretty please and thank you, Da-Hannibal.” He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him almost calling Hannibal daddy. He doesn’t want to scare Hannibal away because what he’s doing is so nice, sweet, and…. Daddy-like. It’s unfair that Hannibal isn’t his daddy and probably be disgusted with him. He reminds himself that he’s only doing this because he’s his therapist and friend.

Hannibal smiles when Will almost calls him Daddy. Maybe Will knows about his little side, but he doesn’t think he’s worthy to be carefree and be a little for a length of time. “I will give a call to Uncle Jack while you’re here. I’m sorry that my office is in such disarray, I had an emergency client that has a young soul before your appointment. You can help clean up or if you’re interested you can play with them. No shame if you want to play.” He grabs his phone and dials Jack.

Will looks around the room for the first time since he came into this room today. There were some children's toys laying on the floor. He chews on his bottom lip and slowly gets up. He hears Hannibal talking to Jack, but he blocks them out. He calmed down a little bit, and he doesn’t want to get upset again. He’s focusing on the toys and flicks building blocks on the ground. He quickly looks at Hannibal to see if he was looking and judging him. He sees no such thing and starts to play with them. He starts putting away a few toys. He chews his bottom lip as he fights himself. On one hand, he wants to play with them, but he knows he shouldn’t because he’s an adult. He looks back at Hannibal to see if he’s looking at him or paying attention. He isn’t, so Will sits down and starts to give in to his wants and desires at least until Hannibal starts back paying attention to him. He forgets where he is at and what is holding him back. While he’s playing, he giggles and the stress starts to melt away from him. He even forgets about Hannibal calling Jack about him quitting.

Hannibal is so close to raising his voice with Jack, “Jack, he isn’t fit to keep working. He was close to having a nervous breakdown when he came in today. As his therapist, I can legally hold you responsible if he has a nervous breakdown and harms himself. I won’t let that happen, Jack, I had let it slide for long enough.”

“What about the lives he saved and can keep saving. Because of him, we can arrest killers much sooner than without him. He’s a great tool to use, and I don’t want to lose him, Hannibal.”

“You just called him a tool; he isn’t a tool for you to use. What if he ends up dead, what will you do then? You will lose him either way. Find the killers another way instead of slowly killing Will and ruining his brain. That’s final.” He ends the call and takes a deep breath to collect himself from that call. He thinks, ‘Oh, how I want to carve into him and feed his organs to Will. ’ He takes a deep breath because Will can’t see him upset, especially this early in the process. Every little thing can step back Will’s acceptance within himself.

When he looks down at Will, he smiles as Will is absorbed by himself and the toys he’s playing with. He goes to him and kneels. He softly asks, “Are you having fun playing with toys? At home, we can have a lot of toys and things you can play with, boy.”

Will nods quickly and asks,” What kind of toys? I didn’t know you had toys. Have you been keeping them away from me? ” He playfully glares at him, crosses his arms at his chest, and has a slight pout on his lip.

“I have many toys for you, my sweet boy. Some you can play with now and some later. Two different kinds of toys, and one only for you when you're ready for them. Do you want to pick up these toys and go home to play with them? We can put you in more comfortable clothing.” He hopes this won’t cause a tantrum with Will.

“Nope, I wanna play with these toys. I don’t wanna clean up,” he pauses and he thinks for a second, “ unless I'm gonna get a reward.” He has a sly smile and looks into Hannibal’s eyes.

Hannibal sighs and knows he will have his hands full with Will’s attitude, especially in little space. “What reward would you like? You might not get rewards at every turn.”

“I wanna ice cream and cookies! Please, can I have them, Daddy?” The name “Daddy” slipped out of his mouth, but he didn't realize that it had slipped out yet.

“Yes, you can have them as a reward this time. We don’t want you to rot your teeth with just candy and sweets.” While the excitement is running through him, he can’t show it on his face because he doesn’t want Will to be pulled out of the headspace and panic. Once Will nods, he starts to help Will put away the toys. While he cleans at a normal pace, Will zooms around the room putting things away where he thinks they should go. “Daddy, I’m done! Now ice cream and cookies!”
Hannibal raises his eyebrow and tells him, “Quite demanding, aren’t we? Be patient or you won’t have your reward. We can’t have rudeness or that will come with a punishment. You don’t want a punishment on a big, fun day?”
Will hurriedly shakes his head and speaks,” No!”, then quieter when he remembers he needs to use his inside voice,” No, I will be good and no rudeness, I promise.” He has pleading eyes.

Hannibal nods and grabs Will’s hand to walk out of the office to the car. “Okay, you won’t be punished, but please keep in mind that rudeness is not allowed. This is very new, and I haven't made or went through the rules yet.”

Once they get in the car, Hannibal plays a classical station. Will starts to whine, “But I don’t wanna listen to this. It makes me sleepy.”

“It’s okay to sleep, my darling. I will wake you up when we get home.” He looks in the rearview mirror to see Will’s eyes doping down then opens his eyes wide. Once Will falls asleep, he calls a mover company to get Will’s clothes and belongings, a doggy daycare for the pack, the builders for the dog shed. He’s glad for Bluetooth and Siri, otherwise, he would have to wait until they get home. They arrive right when Hannibal finishes with all the phone calls. He looks back at Will peacefully sleeping away and leaning his head against the window. He takes a picture with his phone, then gets out of the car. He unlocks the front door then he opens the car door and unbuckles Will’s seat belt. He carries Will to the bedroom and lays him down on the bed. He picks out matching puppy pajamas for him. He slowly and gently changes Will into the pajamas. He drinks a glass of wine before heading to bed.

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Will wakes up and looks around his surroundings, trying what happened last night. He groans, then rubs his hands on his face. He whispers, “Oh shit, why the fuck I let myself do that? Why does Hannibal think about me now?” He looks down at the clothing he’s in. A small part of him has warmth spreading within him, but another part of him was cringing from it. His eyes start to widen when he realizes that he called Hannibal “Daddy” more than once. He looks over to his side and sees Hannibal sleeping away and softly snoring. He wants to run away from the situation, but he left his car at Hannibal’s therapist's office.

He quietly gets up and changes into one of Hannibal’s robes to cover the pajamas he’s wearing. He walks to the kitchen to make an apology breakfast for Hannibal. He’s making just a simple breakfast; eggs, bacon, and hash-brown, he hopes Hannibal will like it since it isn’t fancy dishes. While he's in the middle of cooking, Hannibal walks downstairs and leans against the doorway. When Will does notice Hannibal, he’s plating the food and jumps a little bit. “Jesus Christ, Hannibal, you need to make a sound!”

He chuckles and says,” I have secrets to keep and one of them is moving quietly. How did you sleep last night? I assume you might want to talk about what happened yesterday since it was a big day.” He helps Will carry the plates to the dining room.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I want to go back like before and not even think about yesterday.” He sits down and tightens the robe around himself. He thinks I shouldn’t have been like yesterday and should be ashamed of it. He has a tint of redness on his cheeks from thinking back.

“We have to talk about it, and you can’t just go back to normal. Remember, I called Jack and told him you’re no longer working with him. I called the movers, builders, and daycare for the dogs. What space you were in is called little space, and it’s okay to be in it. It isn’t wrong, weird, or immoral. You can stay here even if you don’t want to be in that headspace or me to be involved with it. A guest bedroom can turn into your bedroom and find a better boss than Jack if you wish. No matter what you choose, my stance on Jack and that job won’t change. I have to tell you this, Will, he called and thought of you as a tool. I don’t want you to go back there.”

Will nods and says,” Okay, okay, I won’t go back to Jack, but I don’t want to mooch off you. I will move into a guest bedroom and help pay the movers and builders. The money might be tight, but I can help, trust me.”

“You don’t have to help with the bills. I had a trust fund when my parents died, and my income from being a therapist for the wealthy. If it ruins your pockets, don't stress and let me handle it. I was happily prepared to handle it without your help. If you feel like it’s necessary to help to pay then okay. You can help with other things around here besides the money. ” He eats so the food won’t go cold. He drove home that Will doesn’t have to spend money. He imagines himself taking care of Will and warmth spread within him. He hopes soon that Will will give in to himself and his wants.

He bites his lip in thought and nods. “I will think about it, but since you’re a trust fund baby, I’m leaning toward you paying the bills. That doesn’t mean I will become your housewife, Hannibal. I might help the builders if they let me help.” He pours syrup on his food and smirks when Hannibal makes a grimacing face. He laughs and asks,” What? You don’t like how I eat my food? Too bad.”

Hannibal just wants to pull Will over his knees and spank him until his ass glows with redness. He can’t punish the brat right now, not until he is willing to submit to him and let him be the Daddy he wants to be. “Will, you know it pains me when you eat like that. That’s a disgusting combination, and I can’t stand for it.”

“Well, it isn’t going in your mouth, so don’t complain too much. Don’t forget that I don’t eat all fancy like you” He pats Hannibal’s hand and has a shit-eating smile. He wants to test his limits because he knows he can be little shit and grumpy.

Hannibal takes a deep breath and tells him, “ I told you yesterday rudeness is not to be tolerated no matter what headspace you’re in. You know being rude is my pet peeve for everyone. I know life is changing and in a different state now, but being rude shouldn’t be the case. This is no judgment zone, but please be kind to you and me.”

Will pouts and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Fine, but I still want to eat my food like how I want it. You said no judgment zone, so no judgin’ on how I eat.” He points his finger at Hannibal. He doesn’t realize that he’s being bratty and a little at the same time. He naturally slips into it a little bit with Hannibal since he feels safe and comfortable with him.

“Okay, I’m guessing that you want to go to your house to move the pack to the daycare, then help the movers. I found the top-rated daycare for them, and if you don’t like the place, we can look for another one.” He finishes up his food and takes his and Will’s plates into the sink to wash them. He’s curious to see if Will continues to slip into little space or takes some of the characteristics of it. He doesn’t speak of it, so Will can go at his own pace and accepts him as his Daddy. He already moved in, let him pay for the bills, and made some decisions for him.

"I do want to help move, it's my stuff after all. I trust you with the daycare since you're high-class. You wouldn't put my dogs at a place that isn't up to your standard. What clothes can I change into?" He blushes and looks down at the clothes he's wearing. He hopes Hannibal won't put him in childish clothing.

"You can wear some of my casual clothing if that makes you feel comfortable. I won't force you to do anything, Will, please remember that. " He guides Will to the bedroom then he pulls out a button-down grey shirt and some plain pants. He grabs himself a suit, then goes into a separate bedroom to get ready for the day.

Will sighs and cracks his neck, then changes into Hannibal’s clothes. He looks himself in the mirror and shivers through him knowing it’s Hannibal’s clothing and smells the shirt. He smiles and thinks, ‘Maybe I should pretend to forget my clothes or ruin them. He did say he will take care of me. No, I can’t do that to him. ” Once he finishes the routine that he can do, he gets some orange juice before the day gets started.

Hannibal leads Will to his car and asks,” Do you want me to drop you off to get your car and drive it over? ” He’s letting Will have some time for himself and think some things over. He knows Will needs some alone time at some point of the day or he will be like a small dog, all bark and sass.

“I want to drive my car. I won’t have to listen to your old man's music. I got to get you hooked on some country music, Hannibal. It’s way more fun than some classical music you got going on. “ He laughs and playfully pokes at Hannibal’s cheek.

He raises his eyebrow at Will and asks,” Do you think country music is much better than Opera music? I think you need to have your music priorities straighten out. Classical music makes sure you feel the emotions in the notes while country music is just beer, women, and trucks.”

Will gasps and puts his hand on his heart and says,” How dare you say that about country music? Yeah, there are songs about those subjects, but there are a lot more out there than those three things. They just get played a lot, and I will get you on some good music, so hush now.”

Once they get to his car, Will waves bye to Hannibal. “I will see you at the house in a few.” He gets in and starts the car when Hannibal waves back at him. He blares a country station and laughs as he drives off. He thinks ‘Hannibal thinks he can easily handle me, then he has another thing coming. I ain’t easy to handle.’

Will already has the dogs sit in their car seat in the back of his car when Hannibal pulls in the driveway. “Well, aren’t you a little late, just skipping the hard part of getting these boys settled in. The easiest one has been Winston, my good boy.” He kisses the top of Winston’s head and pets him.

“I can help with the move, it can make up for being late. Do you want me to drive you or give you the address?”

“You can drive if you can stand to be seen in a non-fancy car?” He laughs and wants to test him to see if he’s with his opera friends, he won’t switch up and judge him. He had been teased and looked down upon when he was a kid, and he doesn’t want it to happen now.

“Will, I will never look down on you because of what you do or don’t have. Money and things are what outsiders see, but I see the real you and what’s inside. I don’t want you to worry about any acquaintances I have because I will drop them in a heartbeat.” He puts his hand on his cheek then rubs his thumb across it.

He nods and bites his lip and says, “Okay, I understand, and you can drive.” He hands him the keys and gets into the car. He doesn’t know what to say about that. He still worries about what if Hannibal has a dinner party and just embarrasses him. He can adapt to that company for a couple of hours if he needs to. He claps and says, “I’m very proud of you that you haven't changed the station yet.”

“I hadn’t yet, but don’t tempt me, bratty little one. You tempt me quite a lot, but I can only hold myself back for so long.” He looks at Will when he gets to the daycare. He smiles when Will blushes, then helps Will getting the dogs inside and signs in with the front desk.

Once they have the dogs settle in, Will turns to Hannibal and asks,” What do you mean I tempt you? You can’t mean that you’re attracted to me or something like that. I’m me, and you are you. ” He motions towards Hannibal then at himself to show that he isn’t up to Hannibal’s standard.

Hannibal raises his eyebrow and asks,” What did I tell you before, Will? We will have to work on your self-esteem later on. Yes, I’m attracted to you, and I want you to accept your little space too. I want you to start accepting all of yourself, and I won’t leave you because you are you. It will be exciting for both of us. You can always back away if you don’t like it. ” He holds Will’s hands and kisses his forehead.

Will looks up from his eyelashes and has a tint of blush on his cheeks. “Are you sure? You can date or have your way with anyone.”

“I’m sure of this, Will, and I will keep making a point to you if you let me.”

“I will think about little space, but I do want to date you.”

Hannibal smiles, then kisses him and Will kisses him back. He was afraid that Will’s attraction towards Alana would ruin his chances of dating Will. Once they pull away, Hannibal opens the passenger seat for him, then they drive to Will’s house.

Hannibal pulls into the driveway and pulls aside Alana’s car. He wonders why she is here and hopes he doesn’t have the urge to take a knife and stab her in the heart. He turns to look at Will and says,” I hope she isn’t here to do Jack’s bidding for him. I would hate to be rude to her, but I won’t be afraid to.”

“But you have the rule of no rudeness. Be kind to Alana and if she tries to talk me back to work with Jack, I will set her straight. She cares about my mental well-being and won’t stand for me being that distressed.” He steps out of the car while walking toward the porch where Alana is standing, he holds Hannibal's hand.

Alana has her arms across her chest and says,” Hannibal, I need to have a conversation with you. We have a lot to discuss, alone. ” She looks at Will, so he can take a hint and go inside. She doesn’t want to hurt Will’s feelings, but she’s afraid of Hannibal taking advantage.

Will looks at Hannibal and nods to him to signal it’s alright, then he grabs some boxes to pack some stuff in. He hates that Alana tries to shield him from himself or things about himself. He isn’t a little baby, and what if he wants to be one, he doesn’t want to be under Alana’s thumb. He trusts Hannibal and knows he won’t back down on not letting him back into the field.

“What has Jack told you about Will quitting the field? If you’re going to try to convince Will to come back, he won’t. It’s better for his mental health if he stops working with Jack. ” He leans against the doorway with the heel of one of his feet resting on it.

“Why is he moving out and moving into your house? Jack said you were the one to call, not him, and I don’t want you taking advantage of him or his mental health. There’s no need for him to move into your home or for you to make that call if he needs to quit. You shouldn’t take over his life.”

“I called Jack because Will was having a breakdown, and as his therapist and now boyfriend, I drew the line with Jack. He can help people's lives, but he can’t destroy himself. He moved in, so he won’t struggle or feel the strain of money. If he feels taken advantage of, he can break off our relationship and move back to this house. If you want, you can talk to him and see I’m not doing what you’re accusing me of. Frankly, I don’t appreciate that you’re accusing me of this, and I thought you knew me better than this, Alana.” He looks past her and sees a metal hook lying on a table. He can just imagine grabbing it and slams it into her head for her to stop talking about this.

“Okay, I will talk to him and make sure. He’s my friend, and I don’t want you to hurt him. When did you two start dating?”

Will walks out with some boxes as the U-haul pulls into the driveway and asks,” We started dating today when we talk about some feelings. What do you want to talk about, Alana? While you’re talking to me or Hannibal, help us move this shit. You can make the process go a lot quicker. ” He hands her a box and motions with his head towards the U-haul.

“About moving, why do you want to move so quickly? Why did you quit working with Jack? This feels so sudden, and I don’t want you to regret any of this, then can’t fall back onto anything.”

“If I didn’t want to move, I would stay at my house. Hannibal quit for me because you know Jack would try to guilt-trip me staying in the field. I told Hannibal some concerning things while having my meltdown, so he didn’t want me to stay. He knew Jack would keep taking advantage of my mental health if I tried to talk with him. Is that all that you came for? Hannibal and I ain’t here for some talking, but for packing and moving. ”

Alana sighs and figures out she won’t be told the root of the situation with them. She can keep an eye on Will to make sure Will isn’t being hurt by Hannibal. “I will go, so I won’t hold you guys packing and moving to newlyweds.”

“Okay, Alana, have a nice day. We will have an exhausting day, so I’m glad you came by and just stalled some time for us. ” He waves bye to her, then finishes putting the boxes that he brought out. When she leaves the driveway, Hannibal walks outside with some boxes and Will says,” So you want to compare notes about what she said? She thinks she got us all down pat when she knows nothing about our situation.”

“I think she did that because she’s jealous of both of us. Of me, because she likes you and you had a crush on her. She liked and wanted you to keep chasing her. Of you, because when I was her professor, she had a schoolgirl crush on me. I hope she can move on from her crushes on us.” He motions the U-haul drivers in the house to help them box things.

“Well, I think she should stop acting like she knows all of my life and trying to boss me around. She acts as she does it for the greater good for me, but really for herself. She isn’t my mommy, and you can only boss me around like that.” He stomps in the house and walks up the stairs to pack up some valuables.

Hannibal grins and feels smug that Will puts him over Alana. He follows him in the house and asks,” Do you have things upstairs? I thought you didn’t go up here. ” He stands at the bottom of the stairs.

“I put some important stuff in these rooms, and I moved downstairs when I started to sleepwalk.” He’s coming downstairs and can’t see the next step because of the boxes. He missteps and falls down the rest of the stairs. He holds the boxes up in the air, so he wouldn’t break anything and yells in pain.

Hannibal rushes to grab the box, then sits them down and gently squeezes the injured leg. He asks, “ Are you okay? Do you feel this, and what is the pain level? Do you feel the need to get in an ambulance or is it okay enough for me to drive you there?”

Will takes a sharp breath when Hannibal squeezes it and says,” It’s still hurt and maybe a 5. No, I’m not hurt badly enough for an ambulance, and if you must, you can drive me there. I can just walk it off for a while, and I will be okay.”

Hannibal nods and tells the movers that they will be going to the hospital and if they could finish up for the day if they could. He gives them a hefty tip for it, then picks Will up bridal style. “You look so cute with your cheek blushing red.” He laughs as Will lightly slaps his chest and hides his face in his chest

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The doctor enters the room with an x-ray of Will’s leg. “Hello, Mr. Graham and Mr. Lecter. You have a small fracture in your leg, but nothing too serious. You need to lay off your leg for about a week, then a check-up appointment to see how everything is going. If Mr. Lecter can do all your errands, it would be great. If he can’t, a crutch or wheelchair would be just fine.”

Hannibal smiles and says,” I can take care of him alright. ” He has a sparkle in his eye and looks straight at Will. He will use this accident to his advantage and baby Will as much as Will will let him. He listens as the doctor goes through the care instruction even though he knows what to do.

“Thank you, doctor. ” He gets in the wheelchair with the nurse’s help while Hannibal is signing the paperwork for releasing Will in his care. Once they’re alone, Will says,” So I guess you won’t let me use my legs until the doctor says so and baby me until the end of time. Of course, you will help me accept my “little space”. What about my stuff and unpacking?”

“Yes, I will baby you and work on your acceptance. Don’t you worry, I pay them a hefty tip to finish moving, and I will tip them again to help unpack things I need help with. You can be just as bossy while we’re doing that.” He kisses his cheek, then pushes him out of the room and toward the exit.

“Fine, then I will milk this for all its worth. I want some ice cream and some McDonald’s chicken nuggets! If you love me, you will buy them for me.” He smirks and sticks his tongue out at Hannibal. He knows Hannibal finds sweets and fast food disgusting, but he wants to test his luck.

“If I must, but you will have to brush your teeth before I kiss you. You do know I love you since I’m buying you this, and We will go to the drive-through. I can’t be seen at a fast food place.” He picks Will up, then buckles him in and drives to McDonald's.

When they get the drive-through, Will says with a puppy dog pout, “I want a Dr. Pepper and fries too.”

Hannibal orders what Will wants as a happy meal and tells him,” No eating in the car, and you will eat and finish it at the dinner table. The movers will be there, so don’t mind them, little one.”

Will nods and lets Hannibal daddy all up right now. It feels good to be taken care of and not think about the next step he needs to take. He kind of likes how Hannibal is taking care of him and doesn't have to overthink. He may get used to this, and it does feel like home to him.

When they get home, Will quickly rolls himself to the kitchen table with his toy that came with his happy meal. He eats it while Hannibal directs the movers to put the boxes and furniture. After Hannibal is busy, Will gets a little bored and rolls himself in the living room, then smirks when he finds a tv. He turns the channel on Scooby-Doo and plays with his toys. He doesn’t care if any of the movers can see or judge him.

Hannibal finds Will when everyone has left and asks, “Is this what you had been doing since you finished your meal? It’s time to change the activity for a little while. How about we take you to my bed and you can do some drawing. I can order some coloring books for you?”

Will nods and raises his arms in the air and makes grabbing motions with his hands and says, “Our bed, daddy. Yea, to draw and milk!.” He’s sinking into his little space deeper.

“First, we need to put in more comfortable clothes then you can draw with your milk in a sippy cup.” He picks Will up and places him on his hip, then he carries him to the bedroom. He undresses him, then puts him into a cute panda onesie and pulls the hood on his head. He gives Will some crayons and papers and says,” Can you draw something for Daddy while I get your milk? I will be right back.”

Will doesn’t respond to him and starts drawing his Daddy and his pack. He hums a childhood song and sticks his tongue out while working hard at focusing. He carefully colors into the lines he made because he wants it to be perfect for his daddy.

Hannibal comes in with milk in a sippy cup and hands it to him. “ Oh, look at what you drew! It looks so pretty, and when you’re done, I can hang it up outside the fridge. ” He sits down on the bed, then puts Will on his lap.

After Will finished his milk, he yawns and rubs his eyes. “Don’t wanna go to sleep, Daddy,” he says when he sees Hannibal giving him a look that means to take a nap. He shakes his head and crosses his arms.

“Okay, you have to take your medicine, so you won’t be hurting. You can stay up for a little longer.” He figures Will would go to sleep after his medicine and make him even drowsier. He reaches for the pill bottle, and Will has his mouth open wide. He pops them in his mouth and gives him a bit of milk he has left. He prop Will’s leg up with a pillow, then cuddles with him. He kisses his head and moves his hand up and down Will’s back as Will draws.

Will slowly closes his eyes and opens them quickly to keep himself awake. He stops drawing, then sways his body side to side to keep himself moving. He sings, “Not going to sleep, not going to sleep.”

“Honey, be still because you’re on my lap. Just cuddle with me and settle down.” He hugs him and feels Will settle down. Will slowly closes his eyes and falls asleep. He wraps himself around Hannibal.

After a couple of hours, he starts to dream of himself and Hannibal. He’s laying on the bed with his legs spread open while Hannibal’s hand wraps around his dick. Hannibal slowly moved his hand up and down his dick, smirking while looking into Will's eyes.

Outside of his dream, Will wraps himself around Hannibal’s body, then starts to move his hips against Hannibal’s leg when he gets frustrated with lack of friction. He moans his name quietly and grinds against Hannibal’s leg harder.

Hannibal looks down at Will and puts down his book, smirking at Will being needy for him. He kisses the top of his head and travels down to his lip to wake him. “Baby, it’s time to wake up and take care of your private parts.” He pulls down Will’s pants and underwear, then wraps his hand around his dick. He wants to hear noises coming from Will, so he speeds up his pace with his hand.

Will fully wakes up and moans out,” Please, Daddy, don’t stop moving! ” He grips Hannibal’s arm and doesn’t hold back from making noises. The pleasure builds up inside Will, so he moves hips to meet Hannibal’s motions. He doesn’t hold back and cums in his daddy’s hand. He’s breathless by the end of it. He watches as Hannibal licks his cum off his finger and palm.

Hannibal says calmly and collected,” You got your reward for being a good boy. Now, you need to remember you’re mine and only mine. ” He stands up and grabs a cock cage for Will. He puts it on him.

”Do I have to ask permission to cum, Sir?”

“Yes, as you know I’m very giving Dom and daddy. You don’t have to worry about it with your pretty head.” He kisses Will’s forehead, the tip of his nose then his lips. “I love you, Will.”

“I love you too.”

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In the morning, Will wakes up and whimpers when he feels he’s the only one in bed. He fears Hannibal has more important things to do than him. His eyes start to swell with tears, but right before he completely spirals, Hannibal walks in with a tray of fruits, bacon, and sausage.

“A simple breakfast, Mylimasis.” His face softens when he sees tears forming. “Oh, sweet baby, I forgot you’re so sensitive. Daddy will never leave you.” He sets down the tray on the nightstand and then turns to Will. He kisses him a kiss on the forehead and hugs him.

He feels some tears getting on his shirt then hears Will say, “I thought you were gone and had more important stuff than me, Daddy.” Hannibal sighs and rubs his back. In reality, he knows it will take a while for Will to feel secure. In the meantime, he can create co-dependency.

“You know what? We can have long-distance touch bracelets and GPS in a necklace for you. Would that make you feel better, Love? A necklace that you can’t take off unless I unscrew it.” Hannibal massages the back of Will’s neck as he lets Will think it over.

Will gasps and chews on his bottom lip to focus, but he’s having a hard time with his daddy being so distracting with the massaging and his expensive cologne. Will has to think of all the pros and cons. He sticks his tongue out a little bit in thought.

He thinks, ‘Pros - I can feel when he thinks about me even at work, and he knows where I am no matter what. I can’t think of any cons.’ Will already feel safe in Hannibal’s arms and presence and wonders if he feels the weight of Hannibal’s jewelry will make him feel all the time. “Okay, I will wear them both.”

Hannibal says, “Great choice, little one. I can bring the jeweler here, so you don’t have to leave the house.” He uncovers Will’s leg and puts the cream on it while Will eats. “I’m being quite selfish, I know, but I don’t want you to leave my side or our house. You flip the switch this morning, and you’re doing so well not to fight your feelings.”

Will ignores his blush from Hannibal comment. “Besides seeing the dogs, that isn’t such a bad idea to stay at home. If I’m outside, Jack or Alana can see me and then try to guilt me into staying forever big. What’s the point of kicking and screaming when you won’t back down from it?” He gives a playful pout.

Hannibal pats his head and gives him a toothy grin. “That’s a good boy.”